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Sit at my hearth
Hearken my harp
You've searched and you've found
A minstrel's mournful song
Sung for the trees and for the hollows
I've borne many names
As men recall

Still you've come to hear me sing
Seeking all the knowledge I bring
What truth can be found from the story I tell
When the names in our hearts bear their own hell

The flame, the thunder and the broken Tree
Misty tears shed in the forests alone
Whispers of nymphs that dwell in the glades
They're all in the telling of the kingkiller's tale

I've been to the barrow
I've burned down towns
I've named the things
That live beyond dreams
Nine are the rings
I've worn through my days
With heart in my hand
I spoken to the tree

Still you've come to hear me sing
Seeking all the knowledge I bring
What truth can be found from the story I tell
When the names in our hearts bear their own hell

The flame, the thunder and the broken tree
Cinder and ash, a world that's gone drab
Lost friends and lovers, ships that set sail
They're all in the telling of the kingkiller's tale
The flame, the thunder and the broken tree
The lover never held, and the lover repelled
Stories and names that all shift in the gale
It's all in the telling of the kingkiller's tale
It's all in the telling…

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